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Artist DMX

Interviewer: Yo I am sayin, these Ruff Ryder Niggas. DMX: Dog Interviewer: I

heard these niggas is for real DMX: Dog. That's my mans and them Interviewer:

But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin down the industry on some

shit, on some power shit. DMX: Dog that's my mans and them Interviewer: Hmmm, I

see DMX: So what I am doin' Interviewer: right, right DMX: my mans and them is

doin, because Interviewer: right. DMX: that's my mans and them, ya know

Interveiwer: I feel ya DMX: Now ya feel me? Interveiwer: I feel ya DMX: So you

know when you fuckin with me Interveiwer: right, right DMX: you fuckin wit DMX:

oh oh, what have you done now? DMX: Told y'all niggaz Ya just don't listen Why

must you be hard headed Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me though Ya know,

grrrrrr Uh One two one two, come through run through Gun who, oh you dont know

what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna

try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I

am the hardest rap artist and I ama start this Shit up foreal, get up and

squeal, my words I make herbs split up and feel Ill is all I've been hearin

lately Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me put their brains on the

wall, when I brawl Too late for that 911 call Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of

them bluff But not me because I ama nigga that can get out of them cuffs You

think a lot of them tough Not just for frontin When I hit them niggaz like 'What

you want?' the battle turns into a hunt With the dog right behind niggaz chasin

em down We all knew that you was pussy but I am tastin it now And never give a

dog blood because raw blood I have a dog like one bitin whatever All up in ya

gut Give it to them raw like that and ain't no love I do em all like that Four

right up in they back Clak Clak Close your eyes baby, it's over Forget it,

happened in front off your buildin but nobody knows who did it What Where my

dogs at? Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh

Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what

Niggas is puss Keep me runnin from the werewolf, hoooowwwwlll Howling at the

moon on the roof Eh, ah, no, get em Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him Give

me the bat, let me split him I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't

fit him Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back Tried to strike back Left

him like that, layin up with the white hat Gettin right back at ya when I snatch

ya up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes Hittin niggaz with gashes to the

head Straight to the white meat but the street stay red Bitches gonna give me

head for free Cause they see, who I ama be by like 2003 That Nigga D took it

there He thought it was a joke He went through like 20 G's and thought that I

was broke, stupid That's what you get for thinkin and eventually found that's

what you get for stinkin, Blowin up the spot when you rot plus if it gets hot

they know you dipped for four squared cocks Hit em with the ox to the grill Eh,

ah, kill nigga kill Yet still they don't know I ama rob him That nigga DMX is a

muthafuckin problem, aight.

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